Awakened

Awakened

by Lex

The loud vibrations pump through my body as the music that fills generations with love and rage enters my mind.

I pulse with the beat slightly horny and turn to you as you excitedly gaze ahead into the waves of masses, people and smoke.

I take you back into the slightly dirty, unsanitary and non-hygienically sound stall and push my tongue further into your mouth.

The noise that is muffled and echoed pounds in my head louder than any sound I have ever heard as we pull, stretch and tear at the clothes that separate us.

Yes, I feel it now.

Yes, I feel alive.

Yes,

Yes,

Oh yes!

I am alive again.

The music that enraged us is now overtaken by a roar of sound, like a train, and you slip in and out of my consciousness filling me with doubt that what I feel is real.

But I close my eyes.

I breathe.

My mouth slightly open, hot damp air penetrating my lungs, I live.

I live again.